Rebel called me and asked me to pick her up some milk on my way home. She was staying at XSU's house tonight and RJ was also there. I had to pick her up and bring her home.
The point is - I had to go *IN* XSU's house. I WAS going to put the Google street view right here so you could catch the outside of the place but decided not to be a complete Bee-yatch. I have a fantasy of walking around and snooping my brains out. Then I could post pictures of the inside instead. This could only happen of course, after cutting a key to his house which I would have to take from one of RJ's many bags and hope she doesn't figure out what I've done. It would be kind of fun to wander through the place and see what's what in there. ( wearing surgical gloves of course so I don't leave finger prints anywhere. Frankly, I'm surprised RJ even has a key. BUT I am not supposed to know about it.
The glance I had in the living room was nearly enough. The man is totally living like a bachelor in a bad pad. Blankets on the huge floor to ceiling picture window, mismatched furniture that doesn't work, (where did he get that stuff) and a carpet that should have been ripped out before he even moved in. And I have the fancy shmancy Electrolux vacuum cleaner - for the hard wood floors that regularly need heavy duty vacuuming.. bwa ha ha
Of course being a regular reader of mysteries and murders this snooping could only take place after dark, with my car parked a mile away and not recognizable. Or would the neighbours notice? Naw, XSU has probably not even talked to his neighbours. He never did while he lived with me, he wouldn't change patterns now. I'd be dressed in all black clothes - and would brazenly walk in and have a look see. Or, perhaps I should be even more brazen and walk in during the day. My car has been there often enough so that it wouldn't be unusual. Though why leave my license plate exposed like that. I'd have to plan a quick escape just in case Rebel were to walk in while I was there. Hmmm must find out when she's at work so that scenario doesn't happen. That would just cause tremendous grief. For me.
The goal wouldn't be to take anything or vandalize, just poke around and see what the deal is. Because I could. But as I say. It's a fantasy. That's all.
Moving on .
I've been blogging for a few years now. Sometimes sporadically sometimes daily, but almost regularly. I have finally separated from XSU and starting to live a new life on my own. The original blog helped me get through the painful process of the end of the marriage, along with some bumpy roads dealing with a critically ill child in the midst of the end of marriage mess. Now this blog will see me through the new paths and adventures that life has to offer. Restructuring my life. My way. My experiences, ventings, musings on that whole big and not so big deal.